Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2186

After what felt like an eternity, Elijah finally felt like he could breathe freely again. He opened his mouth, wanting to curse Andrew out. However, the words just would not come.

Andrew's brutal display of power had shaken him to his core. Even the assassin from Chetvine, a martial saint-level fighter, had been effortlessly killed.

Elijah could not bear to think what would happen if Andrew turned that violence on him. Despite being called the Prince of Terror Town, he was just a rich guy with no real power when facing someone like Andrew.

Harold's face looked like a thundercloud ready to burst. He ordered coldly, "Report Hugo and Hakeem's deaths to the Cunningham family exactly as they happened. The Knowles family will stay completely neutral in whatever feud the Cunninghams have with Andrew."

As the head of the family, Harold knew exactly what this meant. Andrew's strength was a wake-up call that hit him like a ton of bricks. The smartest play was to stay neutral and not pick sides, because either the Cunningham family or Andrew could wipe out the Knowles family without breaking a sweat.

As for Elijah getting slapped around by Andrew? That was nothing.

Harold had already made peace with it. Even if Andrew broke both of Elijah's legs, he would turn a blind eye to keep the peace.

"Until Andrew leaves Terror Town, you stay the hell away from him. If you see him coming, cross the street and walk the other way," Harold warned Elijah with an icy stare.

With that, he stormed out of the room.

Elijah nodded eagerly, feeling no shame whatsoever. In fact, he thought his father was being incredibly smart about the whole situation.

Why pick a losing battle? When outgunned, it was better to swallow your pride and live to see another day.

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On Andrew's third day in Terror Town, Natasha finally reached out to him. When she arrived, she had gone straight to the Langley family, and Andrew had no idea what was going on there.

"What relationship? Hah, you fool. Even now, you don't know what kind of tie this slut has with the Langley family, do you?"

Footsteps echoed as about seven men swaggered toward them. Leading the group was a cocky young man with an arrogant grin, his arms folded across his chest, looking at everyone with disdain.

Andrew turned his head toward him, his face cold and unreadable. "People who don't matter better get out of my sight. Otherwise, I'll make you regret barking in front of me."

The young man at the front, Benjamin Langley, burst into mocking laughter. Grabbing a chair nearby, he sat down directly across from Andrew and sneered.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You dare talk to me like that?"

The other Langley family members and bodyguards standing behind him all joined in the laughter, their eyes fixed on Andrew as if he were nothing more than a small fry they could toy with at will.